She built her house of dreams,
A little here, a little there, each day;
Its roof gave shelter from the rain, its beams
Were strongest timbers that no storm could sway;
The walls were square, the windowpanes were bright
With faith that shed a never-failing light;
Her friends who knew the courage she possessed,
Took heart from her example and were blessed.
This house of dreams, this faith that spurred her on,
Has it grown to be a mansion in the place where she has gone?
(1950)
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